The chestnut colt looked out at the ocean. He thought he was going to have at least gotten some word from his parents by now. Instead, he still didn’t know where they where. His mother had disappeared in the night and his father soon after. It was scary to be alone. Sokka knew his mother wouldn’t have just left without telling him anything. But now he was a year old. He had been told that was the age when colts leave their parents to take on the world.

He shivered. He didn’t want to just take off though. He wanted to stay. His best chance of hearing from either Sahin or Dia was here. Tarrant had been pretty cool with him staying, but that had been when he was still just a kid. He sighed.

Maybe he could track down Tarrant and talk with him. The guy was old enough. Seemed to have a lot of experience with things. He would have a good idea of what he could do. After all, Tarrant was the boss. Sokka turned away from the ocean and the annoying gulls and headed into the jungle.

SOKKA